South St. Louis Man "Buried Alive" at Industrial Site, and No One Believes Him
"I was buried alive yesterday."
Lindsay Toler Robert Stief stands in front of what he calls a "concrete tomb" where he was trapped earlier this month. His friend behind him, Brett Dagoberg, searched for him for hours.
That's how Robert Stief, 32, remembers it. On October 13, he was sitting by the train tracks in south St. Louis waiting for friends to wander back from the corner store with a typical breakfast: Vess sodas and a Payday.
Suddenly, he woke up "in a concrete coffin," stuck at the center of an immovable Rubik's cube of giant industrial blocks -- his phone, wallet and day's worth of medicines gone. A metal plate topped with wet gravel encased him in this barren storage site for three hours. He could hear trucks rumbling through the industrial neighborhood at Michigan Avenue and Tesson Street, so he shouted until his voice was hoarse.
No one could hear him. Or, at least, no one came to help.
If you think his story sounds unbelievable, you're not alone. St. Louis Metropolitan Police never filed a report, and with half a mind to sue them for not pursuing his case, Stief keeps calling and getting hung up on by lawyers.
"Everyone thinks I'm a wacko," Stief told Daily RFT. "They all act like I'm crazy. If I [hadn't] made it out, I'd be dead right now, and no one would know where I was."
Lindsay Toler Robert Stief has no idea how he got into what he calls a "concrete coffin."
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Stief says he escaped by ramming his shoulder against the plate above him, dislocating his shoulder. It's hardly his only injury: Stief uses a cane to walk with his broken ankle, he takes methadone for pain in his spine, and he's medicated for anxiety, seizures and agoraphobia.
Read after the jump to find out whether drugs played a role in Stief's story.